"They are supremely confident in their own strength, so they have no intention of resorting to any sneak attacks. They plan to wipe out Qingfeng Town fair and square!" March, early spring.
In the eastern part of the Nanhuang Continent, in a remote corner.
The gloomy sky was ash-black, exuding a heavy oppression, as if someone had splashed ink onto a sheet of rice paper, staining the firmament and suffusing the clouds.
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